Callista,
Your eyes is a whole galaxy I could wander. Interjecting─ I wonder why not even an entire galaxy could spare you from scourge, something you were never worthy of having. I have always despised the sight of yours, weeping, liquid trickling down as it emanates from your beautiful eyes.
If I could ride a bike, I'd bring you to places where the enactment of even the most mundane things in one's life would pull your lips up, making you forget you ever wept and had the taste of affliction. For euphoria is what you merit, amongst all. A universal sentiment that is yet so subtle, so compelling.
If I could ride a bike, I'd bring you to places I have ever loved. For I loved them for a reason. If the universe can't, then, I'd rather be the one to pardon you from the leaking peril of wrath and menace.
Jay.